Red Cross to Red Lobster

Hey - did you hear the news?

On May 16th of this year, a 7.7-magnitude earthquake is going to strike the heart of the Midwest. Yup - the dreaded New Madrid fault is going to rattle and roll and cause much havoc, as 7.7 earthquakes are prone to do.

Okay, not really.

But - emergency officials and organizations in ten different states are going to PRETEND that it will happen on May 16th, and we're going to participate in a National Earthquake exercise that day. And for the next four days after that, actually. A week-long exercise.

So - my time at the American Red Cross lately has been spent trying to plan and prepare for our exercise. Lots to do. Lots to do. And today was just another day spent at the office, trying to line everything up so that we are READY, Freddy.

Getting home from work a little late, cooking dinner was the last thing on my mind. (As opposed to eating dinner. That's always the first thing on my mind - go figure.)

So, I did what any loving wife would do when faced with a hungry Hubby and hungry kids.

I fluttered my incredibly-long eyelashes at Hubby and said, oh-so-sweetly, "Honey....? Let's go to Red Lobster."

And Hubby, bless his heart, has never been able to resist the incredibly-long eyelash flutter when executed by Yours Truly, and so off to Red Lobster we went.

My mind was freed...my spirit was renewed...my brain was refreshed...from the magical and medicinal powers of the Cheese Biscuits that can only be found at Red Lobster.

Cheese Biscuits are the cure-all for anything.

Tired? Eat a cheese biscuit.

Depressed? Eat a cheese biscuit.

Frustrated? Eat a cheese biscuit.

And for dessert?

Chocolate lava cake.

You thought I was going to say, "cheese biscuit," didn't you?

Ha.

So - after my cheese and chocolate - I am ready for ANYTHING.

7.7-magnitude earthquake?

Bring it on, baby.

Peace.